Can't Understand my city's under siege F-a-c-e-M-o-b screamin 'cause i mean it Till these muthafuckas bury me 37-40 pull dat pistol packin gun slangin
till they kicken us out caz this is hip hop baby I'm gonna take you to the tip top baby As I sit back relax with Chicago on my back Unzip the backpack pull
? do it till they kickin? us out ?Cause this is hip hop baby I?m fin? to take you to the tip top baby As I sit back, relax with Chicago on my back Unzip the backpack, pull
wit my merry-go, Wen I'm in da d-town, Dallas Wassup bro Wen I'm in da A-pull pally Wat happenin folk Wen I'm in Chicago they hollerin Now wassup
MOTHERFUCKER out there So crack a brew, roll a blunt, cause the phone lines are open right now We've expanded to cities like Atlanta, D.C., Tampa, Chicago
life, babe! I just wanna liv tonight! I just wanna liv tonight away! I just wanna liv tonight! I just wanna liv my life, babe! New York, L.A., Chicago
We against tha niggas from tha west Puttin' holes in ya vest My midwest niggas hard Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card My midwest niggas hard Quick ta pull
nationwide I went to Georgia with the Too $hort sound I went down like Bobby Brown I said a rap and they took me to jail Pulled out my bank and made
like to roam the land... we're justified and we're ancient I hope you'll understand Pulling Out Of Ricardo and the Dusk Is Falling Fast ---------------------------------------------------
poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers) If you anybody, you notice it Tech is the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it Little coders to pull again, wrote
I drag your ghost across the country And we plotted out my death In every city, memories would whisper Here is where you rest I was determined in Chicago
I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death. In every city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest. I was determined in Chicago
I wouldn't let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder. If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling
fritos I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling
't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye for you Tryin' to pull five bucks from me is like tryin' to pull
Pulling myself out of a dead sleep With the impression of the dream still fresh in my mind Before I'm even awake, the words, the music were complete
Well the South side of Chicago Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better just beware of a man named Leroy Brown Now Leroy, more
a dime So pardon my disposition Why should I listen to a system that never listened to me? Picture me working McDonald's I'd rather pull a mac on you